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anwayshi hello do you happen to have any headcanons for showtime rolls on the floor and dies
Thank you so much, really appreciate it!
Oh God I don't know if this will read as coherent because my thoughts about Showtime are all over the place. But I'll try to format this the best I can
✨Showtime HCs! ✨
Their relationship starts when they start spending time together.
(The reason why they do so could vary. In Supervised Machine Learning's case, Pomni becomes something of a "tutor" to Caine; They discover that they work well together, and the other's company can be quite pleasant!).
So Pomni and Caine build a weird, but comforting friendship, and all is well.
Then the feelings appear.
Caine is the first to realize he fell in love.
It sounds illogical but hear me out… it'd be really funny--
Ok no seriously I think Caine can actually feel. Keyword "can". He's very much still a machine and it shows in the pilot. But like his inspiration (AM), Caine is also a rogue AI. Whatever his programming originally intended him to do, he probably doesn't follow it as closely now as back when he was created (which is a whole other post).
Caine knows what love is and the extend it can go, since the Moon is so open about her feelings. He just doesn't like the Moon back specifically haha (sorry Moon) :}
All this to say, I do believe this is within the realm of possibility for him. (Not that it's ever gonna happen towards anyone in the show. These are just wishful shippy thoughts).
He might not recognize it as love at first, because it manifests in such a different way from his one reference point.
His friendship with Pomni had gone through phases.
When they first met, he continuously touched her with no concern for how she felt.
Learning from and about Pomni herself led him to come to respect her boundaries (and becoming mindful of everyone else's).
Then they're close friends, and gradually, Pomni does not mind his regular wacky, touchy-feely self. So Caine acts as he had always done before.
Caine expresses his love for Pomni with physical gestures and his undivided attention.
When they teleport to travel to other places, he holds her close so she doesn't get too dizzy; he pats her head to reassure her; he touches her arm to get her attention; he grabs her hands when he's excited about her ideas; he holds eye contact for prolonged periods of time; and he touches, and touches, and touches, and touches.
It's selfish, and so he keeps it buried in his deepest 0's and 1's. But he'd like to keep hanging out with Pomni, having her in his sight, and feel the texture of her gloved hands until the end of time.
Despite all this, to him, virtually nothing changed.
What? He's spending time with Pomni as he'd always been doing, and behaving as he'd always behaved!
It's Bubble of all people that has to point out that, "Hey boss. I think you WANT her!"
Absurd. Nonsense. Preposterous! It is merely a relationship of mutual support and affection between a ringmaster and his trusted, former-human companion. Nothing more.
(Declaring his love to her unprompted didn't ever cross his mind, so there's no way it could be that. Is there?)
Caine finds out that yes, there is.
Pomni had always been a nervous wreck, but her mind state becomes more manageable over time. She eventually adjusts to the circus life like everyone else did.
"Accepting" her fate is a different story. The will to escape, to remember, never really leaves. She's just more careful about it.
So when she starts working with Caine - to improve life so people don't go abstracting anymore, and hopefully find a definitive exit - she's not expecting to end up liking her time with him.
Not that she'd absolutely hate it, either. He's… "okay"… Just-- outlandish, loud, he keeps invading her personal space, he keeps touching her, and it makes her die a little every time.
If he's up to listening, though… it can't be that bad, right?
Turns out that no, it wasn't that bad.
Yes, he is outlandish, loud, he keeps invading her personal space and touching her. But she explains what she means to him, clearly and patiently, and he makes an effort to do better. An actual effort.
Sometimes he'd misinterpret what she meant - the ambiguity of human language - and the new games would go horribly. But little by little, his efforts make life overall better. Something reminiscent of actual, real life, the one they've all forcibly left behind.
And he tries, and he tries, and Pomni finds herself enjoying the process as much as the good results.
Pomni likes Caine's eagerness to learn. His enthusiastic attitude borders on silly, and the absurdity makes her laugh on occasion. When faced with the prospect of a "real" exit, she loves his upbeat optimism.
When she's not hanging out with Ragatha, Jax, Gangle, Zooble and Kinger, she begins to enjoy spending quality time with Caine.
Each one of their hang outs is a new surprise. They make a picnic in the tallest mountain exactly in between day and night. They learn to dance - while floating in the air. "Since you asked, here's a DIGITAL camera! Let's take pictures of the Void for one tenth of a second at a time!"
Sometimes he just comes by Pomni's room, and they end up losing track of time. Just chatting about how things have been, what they could be, and what to do next. Ideas and ideas and ideas.
Before Pomni knows it, she's comfortable enough that recalling his old habits makes her not dread them anymore. So when Caine stands close and lightly touches her arm due to oversight, she makes sure he knows it's all right.
And they keep spending time together, and he touches, and touches, and touches her. Pomni, in turn, feels lighter, and lighter, and lighter. Peaceful, at ease. Dare she say, happy, even.
Life is not perfect. As it stands though, it's good enough. No one has abstracted. No one is at risk of abstracting so far.
Progress is slow, but the research for an exit continues, and she is hopeful. The thought of actually leaving grows closer to reality. But a part of her feels heavy.
When it occurs to Pomni that leaving the Amazing Digital Circus means leaving Caine behind, she is alarmed by how much she'll miss him.
It'll hurt. Badly. So much the thought pains her even now.
The moment Pomni realizes this, she comes to the unexpected conclusion that she may like Caine a little more than she thought she would.
This later leads to an interesting discussion with Ragatha.
By the time Pomni comes to that conclusion, Caine is already down bad.
Neither has any idea that the other is in love with them.
Cue dumbasses trying to deal with their feelings while the potential conflict the escape brings looms over their heads.
Thanks for coming to my TED talk!
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— FIVE SONGS. FIVE QUOTES. | b.j.h edition. (tagged by @fireheld)
COME DRINK THE WATER by justin cross: it's not a sin if it don't make me cry. he's not the devil 'less there's fire in his eyes. it ain't the Ghost if it don't speak in tongue. it's not a victory until the battle's been won. an'all God's people said amen.
BARTHOLOMEW by silent comedy: oh my God. please, help me knee-deep in the river tryin' to get clean. He says, "wash your hands. get out the stains, but you best believe, boy, there's hell to pay." yeah, you best believe, boy, there's hell to pay, sayin'. come on. oh my God. please, help me waist deep in the river, can you hear my plea? He says, "son, you come like a beggar in the street. you might make it, boy, but by the skin of your teeth."
SOMETHING I CAN NEVER HAVE by nine inch nails: in this place it seems like such a shame. though it all looks different now, i know it's still the same. everywhere I look you're all I see. just a fading fucking reminder of who i used to be. come on, tell me. you make this all go away. you make this all go away. i'm down to just one thing. and I'm starting to scare myself.
BROTHER by alice in chains: frozen in the place i hide. not afraid to paint my sky. with some who say i've lost my mind. brother, try and hope to find. you were always so far away. i know that pain. so don't you run away. like you used to do.
BOTTOM OF THE RIVER by delta rae: if you get sleep or if you get none. the cock's gonna call in the morning, baby. and check the cupboard for your daddy's gun. red sun rises like an early warning. the Lord's gonna come for your first born son. ooh, baby, it's a long way down to the bottom of the river (long way down).
lay your weary head to rest. don't you cry no more. -kansas
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list of (friend)ship tropes i greatly enjoy:
mutuals on social media
act like a divorced couple (bonus points if they ARE a divorced couple)
anime protagonist and guy (gender neutral) with a regular 9-5
people with huge differences that learn to love each other anyway
person who thinks they're sworn enemies and person who thinks they're acquaintances/friends
one person is obviously a devious idiot. the other(s) is presumed to be the "braincell," but they're actually worse and they're just better at hiding it
IT guy (gn) and person who has the most baffling tech issues, and is completely resigned to the fact that their computer/phone is probably cursed or haunted
guy (gn) with kid(s) and person who pranks them with help from said kid(s)
this one isn't romantic, but two best friends living together with a kid. like one is a single parent and the other is their bestie. or even multiple adults living together and one has a kid. the kid has 5 parents and no hope of ever explaining this to their teachers
"we know each other like no other, so we hurt each other like no other. we're sworn enemies, and yet, i loved you. maybe i still do. also please don't forget to pick our kid up from soccer practice at 8 pm."
person with a pet and person who is obsessed with their pet. person b don't even come over to hang out with person a, person b is just here for the cat.
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— WIP SUNDAY
tagged by @inafieldofdaisies and @detectivelokis thank you!!
no pressure tags (and also tagging from the wip wednesday I missed last week! Sorry for any double tags too!): @marivenah @socially-awkward-skeleton @jinfromyarikawa @voidika @aceghosts @simonxriley @nokstella @risingsh0t @corvosattano @shegetsburned @shellibisshe @roofgeese @adelaidedrubman @sstewyhosseini @florbelles @jacobseed @jackiesarch @minaharkers @indorilnerevarine @chuckhansen @queennymeria @shadowglens + anyone else who wants to share a wip!
been loosely working on some post murder attempt confrontation lately
Luthen stood before them and appeared unbothered by the presence of Imogen. She hadn’t quite pegged him for a fool at first. Even in the moment she realized his betrayal, she wondered what grander scheme he had in play. Now at the sight of his true arrogance, she was not so sure that Luthen’s intelligence was up to par. It made her feel annoyed at herself for not coming to that conclusion sooner.
Oh well. She would make him sorely regret his egotistical motivations.
In the span of an instant, Imogen ignited her saber and lunged in a full swing. She stopped her attack mere inches from hitting its mark and expected to see something in Luthen crack.
He remained unfazed and held her furious glare. “What will it be?”
“Imogen,” Bix warned. Her hand cautiously reached out like how she might soothe a cornered predator. “Let’s just leave.”
“This coward attempted to have me killed,” Imogen said calmly, the words dripping with malice. “He tried to take me from you.”
The aura of her crimson plasma blade hovered so close to Luthen’s neck that his skin started to singe. He did not flinch – did not so much as blink. “Do you know why?” he asked.
Imogen had every mind to strike him down. To cause a fear that ran within him so deep that it finally shattered his steadfast composure. Or more simply, to get even. “Enlighten me.”
“This rebellion needs heroes,” Luthen explained, his tone methodical. “And do you know what makes a hero? Someone who is willing to sacrifice everything for the cause, not just their decency. You are not a hero, you are a broken tool from a lost time. I used you until you were useless to me and I tried to kill you because I knew you would never let go of your impulsive need for control. The Empire still has roots in you, Imogen. That is something I cannot allow into this alliance.”
Strangely, her first thought drifted to Cal Kestis. The two of them would have become weapons disguised as peacekeepers for the Republic had the Order not fallen. Even after the destruction, they clung to the conditioning of their childhood – albeit in dramatically different ways. And yet, after all this time, they both had developed into something more than just broken tools without purpose. If the Empire still had roots in her, then the Jedi must have as well.
She glanced at Bix, who stared the older man down with an edge that burned as intensely as the saber. Hardly anyone believed Imogen possessed the capacity for change. In fact, no one besides her did. But the way Imogen’s chest seized every time she looked at her mechanic was proof that she could.
Imogen switched her lightsaber off. “What if I were to prove you wrong?”
The hint of a smile flashed across Luthen’s face. “You wouldn’t be the first.”
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